Chapter 217

"Yes, this subordinate will go arrange it at once."

"And I wish the Gang Leader an early mastery over the Nine Provinces, ascending to the throne!"

Wen Chouchou waved his fan, grinning as he flattered.

After speaking, he did not linger.

With brisk, vigorous strides, he hurried off to arrange the matters.

Wushuang City.

"Damn it!"

"What should I do now?!"

"If they find out this seat is an impostor, then...."

He cursed under his breath.

The moment he thought of the Heaven's Way Golden List ten days from now.

Senior Dugu Yifang could not help but shiver.

Although by playing the role for real, he had been City Lord of Wushuang City for so many years.

Borrowing Wushuang City's resources, his cultivation was no ordinary matter either.

But he knew perfectly well.

Facing Xiong Ba, he was absolutely no match!

And moreover, that was not the most important thing.

The most important thing was.

The Sword Saint, Senior Dugu Jian!

If he were to learn of this matter.

Could he still meet a good end?!

"No! This seat cannot sit and wait for death!"

"Better to make two sets of preparations!"

"If Senior Dugu Yifang cannot enter the Heaven's Way Golden List, all the better."

"If he does enter, this seat can withdraw at the first moment!"

"Anyway, after being City Lord of Wushuang City for so many years, everything worth enjoying has been enjoyed!"

He muttered to himself darkly.

A flash of resolve crossed Senior Dugu Yifang's face.

Then, his whole person fell into deep thought.

Mulling over the detailed steps.

China Pavilion.

"An age of great contention, winds rising and clouds surging."

"Sigh~ I wonder if this matter is ultimately good or ill."

He let out a long, drawn-out sigh.

Wuming shook his head, his face full of a sorrowful, compassionate expression.

Having spoken.

He slowly drew up his erhu.

In an instant.

A wave of inexplicable sorrow rose up within the room.

Gradually spreading throughout the entire China Pavilion.

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"Heaven's Way?"

"The other eight provinces?"

"The Nine Provinces Combat Power Ceiling List?"

"Interesting, I just wonder if there are any Sword Dao masters among them?"

Outside the thatched hut.

Senior Dugu Jian muttered to himself.

A faint smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

In his clouded old eyes, several glints of light flickered.

Deep within his heart, boundless fighting spirit surged forth!

Having spoken.

He turned and walked toward the inside of the hut.

The thought of creating Sword Twenty-Three grew ever more urgent.

Tianmen, Void Heavenly Realm.

"Nine Provinces, truly a name both strange and familiar."

Di Shitian murmured softly.

His tone was full of nostalgia and complexity.

In his eyes, faint traces of inexplicable expression flickered.

He stood for quite a while.

Di Shitian came back to his senses.

He chuckled softly.

"Having hidden away for so long, it is time to emerge and take a look."

"I wonder how much the Nine Provinces have changed since then?"

He shook his head.

The figure of Seeing Di Shitian vanished into thin air.

When he reappeared, he was already in the Realm of Freedom.

"We pay homage to the Sect Master!"

They noticed his arrival.

Luo Xian, Ice Emperor, and others bowed deeply in salute.

A thread of doubt arose simultaneously in their hearts.

They wondered at his purpose.

"I assume you are all already aware of the changes."

"Transmit my command: infiltrate the Nine Provinces as swiftly as possible."

"I must know every piece of news from the Nine Provinces!"

Seeing Di Shitian stood with his back to them, hands clasped behind him.

He gave his orders in a flat, indifferent tone.

"Yes, we obey your command!"

Upon hearing the order,

Everyone hastily responded.

"Good."

He was quite satisfied with their reaction.

Seeing Di Shitian gave a slight nod.

He vanished from where he stood.

"The Nine Provinces are whole; the Age of Great Struggle has arrived, and even the Heavenly Dao has revealed itself!"

"Could this be a harbinger of the Thousand-Autumn Cataclysm?"